Happy Birthday, Roger Motherfucking Davis

[make_creation]

Mark wasn't shocked by many things, but the speed and efficiency with which Angua pulled a party together was a thing of wonder. There were lists and orders and locations and food and drink...enough things to make his Boho head spin. Mark's idea of a party (and Roger's too, he was sure) consisted of some booze and some weed, some good music and an

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[spd_green]

If Bridge were honest (and he usually was) he liked hanging out with Roger during work hours and closing time more than any other time. There was always something going on, and something going on here too, but it felt kind of special and confined when it was just the two of them at the bar.

A party was a party though, and Bridge would enjoy himself thoroughly because he knew that would be what Roger'd want him to do. He'd never be one of the dancers at the club, but he was a lot more flexible than people would probably give him credit for.

[heartless_sob]

Castiel stared, unabashed, at the man as he danced. Or at least, that was what Castiel assumed it was. There were moves, most of which he would never dream of trying to reenact.

[spd_green]

Bridge was being watched. It was one of those things you were trained to notice when you were a Ranger. Also, it was a party. There were people everywhere looking around.

But he didn't let it distract him, until he decided to throw a flip into his routine. Flying backwards, Bridge landed on his hands, feet in the air facing the confused looking man. Once he had his balance, he lifted one hand off the ground to wave quickly, then return it to the ground. "Hi."

[heartless_sob]

Castiel blinked, a surprised sort of look on his face at the upside down man.

"Hi," he returned, ignoring the urge to tilt his head to the side.

[spd_green]

Bridge dropped the hand so he could keep himself steady, but didn't drop out of the handstand just yet. "You like dancing?" he asked.

[heartless_sob]

"I...don't know," Castiel said, slightly baffled by the question. He had never tried dancing, and from the looks of it, he wasn't sure he ever wanted to.

"I suppose it is interesting to watch."

[spd_green]

"That it is," Bridge agreed cheerfully. "However people are doing it. So you do know. You do like dancing. Watching dancing is a way of liking it. Like admiring something or someone, but I don't think that's quite the case here because we don't know each other and it'd be kind of hard to admire someone you didn't know anything about. I mean, they could be perfectly good like Martin Luther King, Jr or whoever first invented Jell-o. Or they could be, yanno, a vicious alien from another galaxy that feeds on babies or a litterer."

He was done standing upside down for the moment, so Bridge let his feet fall back and straightened up, spinning on his heel to look at the guy again.